And today I will shrink a bit more
Distance and time doing their duty
Fraying the cords that still might connect
As we unspool across the universe
Splaying the rooting vines
That are no longer growing.
There is no fault,
As there is no grip so strong
That does not at last work loose
We hold on
The gap grows
We hold on
My gravity is gone
We hold on
Free falling
As the great world spins.
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